Relative Ways
(And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead)

It's started to happen,
it's started to change;
with the movement upon us,
hope we make it ok.

If it takes a life
or a couple of days,
it's coming together
in relative ways.

This electric guitar
hanging to my knees;
a couple of verses
i can barely breathe.

But it's all right,
it's ok.
It's coming together
in relative ways.

It's ok, i'm a saint;
i forgave your mistakes.